"It's a place for the medically ill, a bunch of lunatics."
"How could you call these human beings lunatics?"
"Excuse me,
The insane."
Kim Namjoon. Patient #22
Crime: Murder
BTS HORROR AU
3.3.19 70th in #btshorror
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"Hey."
Nari said in a honey-like sound, draping her arms around Namjoon's shoulders.
It was a soundless evening, inside of a modern cabin in the middle of nowhere, laid Namjoon and his wife Nari.
Namjoon turned his head, staring into Nari's beading black orbs, smirking.
"Hey," He said back while raising an eyebrow.
"Oh don't put the spot light on me, Joonie. It's almost completely dark outside," she began to whisper.
"And?"
"And..., come on," she laughed a bit.
"You know what I want, Namjoon. Don't make me say it," she said blushing.
She held his hand up to her porcelain cheek, only to lead Namjoon into a peck.
"Nari. I have to go to bed early, only a little bit."
"A little bit will only turn into a lot..." she spoke softly.
"Hmm?"
"Nothing! Just, can we go to the bedroom already?"
Standing up from the couch, they both headed to the bedroom. Each step made a small creak on the wooden floor, nothing else to be heard.
Time skip (I'm not writing smut this early, especially with not one of our bts ships🤪)
Namjoon rolled to his side and got up, trudging to the shower, hot and sweaty. He only had underpants on, and on his left side was Nari completely naked. Asleep.
He sighed, looking at Nari in awe. "Love you."
Turning the faucet slowly, he waited for the water to heat up. Tapping away on his phone, Namjoon became more furious with the slow connection.
"No service, seriously??" He whisper yelled.
"Whatever."
Taking his underwear off, he stepped into the shower, relaxed after his inconvenience with his phone.
What is that sound?
Namjoon shrugged it off. Probably the wind whistling around the trees.
Except this sound was more like something approaching the cabin.
